High Martial Arts: I Inherited the Evil Organization from the Game

People don't have to pay for the sins committed in a game, right?

So,

In reality, I am meek and mild, but in the game, I strike with heavy fists.

In reality, I am law-abiding ...

Chapter 662 Breakthrough, I saw the truth of the lower city

Chapter 662 Breakthrough, I saw the truth of the lower city

[The "spirituality" within the body is initially condensed—eh???]

[Spirit +7.]

[Pupil Power… My spirit hasn’t broken through the limit, so my pupil power is locked and cannot be increased!]

"Strength +8, Constitution +5, Spirit +7, a full 20 attribute points increased all at once! This is almost as good as the basic bonus of half a piece of S-grade equipment."

"Especially blood and flesh healing speed +400%"

Feng Mu's mind moved slightly, and he popped out the phalanx of his left thumb and cut his wrist hard. A blood groove appeared instantly where the bone was almost visible.

But almost at the moment when the blood was about to seep out, the granulation tissue at the wound began to squirm, intertwine and heal frantically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the skin was as smooth as before, without even a trace of scar left.

"Now, the regeneration of severed limbs might be manageable, but ordinary skin injuries healed completely in the blink of an eye. Isn't this just like an immortal monster like the Haunted Corpse?"

Feng Mu's heart was shaken. Although he had already guessed that breaking through the fourth level of "Blood and Flesh True Art" would definitely bring extremely rich rewards, the reality still exceeded his most optimistic estimate.

"I remember the last time I broke through the third level, the rewards were pretty good, but definitely not as exaggerated as this time..."

Feng Mu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his mind raced.

"Is it because the more you break through the 'Blood and Flesh Beginning True Art', the more astonishing the feedback it brings? Or is it..."

His eyes once again swept over the line of prompts with question marks.

"The greater possibility is that this breakthrough unexpectedly allowed me to condense the so-called God--er???

Although only half of the name is shown, what is it called?"

Feng Mu was speechless when he thought of this. He felt deeply helpless and annoyed about the extremely bad blank space style of the system.

"It's better to just say nothing than just reveal your last name! It's just so unsettling, leaving me with such a pang of suspense and nowhere to find out. It's really..."

He shook his head and sighed, feeling depressed that he couldn't find the right spot to scratch his head.

Forcefully suppressing this feeling of dissatisfaction, Feng Mo turned his attention back to his own state.

The improvement in strength is real, but what comes with it are more prominent bottlenecks and shackles.

He let out a long breath, feeling regretful.

"Unfortunately, among my four basic attributes, only strength and agility have broken through a genetic lock.

However, my physical and mental strength, having not yet received the corresponding gene injections, remains firmly locked at 9.999… making no progress."

This means that the 5 points of physique and 7 points of spirit he gained from this breakthrough, as well as some attribute bonuses provided by the S-level equipment he just acquired, are still in a gray "read-only" state.

Just like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, they can be seen but cannot be truly mobilized and transformed into combat power.

The most intuitive manifestation of this is that the pupil power value is locked because it is related to the spiritual attribute.

Feng Mu glanced at his half-locked attribute bar, and his face darkened slightly.

It feels like half of the money in my bank card has been frozen - I can only look at it but not spend it?! !

It feels like having a huge sum of money in your bank card, but most of it has been frozen by the court, so you can only look at it but not spend it.

This strong sense of restraint and gap is really heartbreaking.

A powerful force surged in the body, but was forcibly suppressed by an invisible shackle, making it difficult to fully exert its power. This feeling of depression almost drove people crazy.

It is difficult for ordinary people to empathize with Feng Mu’s pain, because ordinary people have neither power nor savings!!

After thinking for a moment, Feng Mu glanced at the inventory in his consciousness space.

To be precise, he was looking at Gene Injection C*1 and Marrow Cleansing Pill*1.

"Do you want to use this precious C-grade gene injection now to forcibly break the shackles of a certain attribute?"

Feng Mu was torn between his conscience and his desires, with the two thoughts vying against each other fiercely.

Feng Mu still felt a little reluctant, after all, this was a C-level gene injection, not a D-level gene injection.

Using C-level to unlock the D-level "lock" is a bit of a loss no matter how you look at it.

Unless, this needle can not only break the D-level lock, but also the C-level lock.

This possibility is not absolutely impossible, but the instructions do not mention it at all, and Feng Mu is not very willing to gamble on such a low-probability event.

"Forget it!"

After careful consideration, Feng Mu temporarily suppressed the urge to use the gene injection immediately.

"Let's first see the specific effects of this last Marrow Cleansing Pill. Maybe it has some unexpected miraculous effects? Perhaps it can even break the lock?"

With this glimmer of hope, Feng Mu gently flipped his palm.

There was a faint flash of light, and the next moment, a pill the size of a longan, crystal clear like amethyst and glass, lay quietly in his palm.

The surface of the pill is smooth and warm, with a faint purple air flowing continuously, emitting a light fragrance that cleanses the body and mind and is attractive.

This marrow cleansing pill, both in appearance and in its fragrance, seems to be much better than the two I took before, maybe it’s a psychological effect.

Having experienced the two previous "Resident Evil"-like medication processes, Feng Mu has already accumulated rich experience.

He quickly took off all his clothes and sat naked on the cold white porcelain toilet seat.

The old toilet made a slight creaking sound, having no idea what it was about to go through.

toilet:".……"

"The last Marrow Cleansing Pill!!!"

A hint of anticipation appeared in Feng Mu's eyes, and then he no longer hesitated. He raised his head and swallowed the marrow cleansing pill.

The moment the pill entered his throat, it did not immediately turn into a hot stream and disperse like the previous two times, but instead sank directly into his dantian as if being pulled by something, and remained silent for three full breaths.

Sudden.

A dull bang like thunder suddenly exploded from his abdomen.

The sound was not ordinary intestinal rumbling, but more like a heavy stone mill turning and grinding madly in his intestines.

Boom boom boom boom——!

Immediately afterwards, a series of denser, more violent, and more deafening thunderous explosions, like a series of artillery bombardments on a battlefield, burst out from his body without interruption.

The sound was so loud and so violent that the entire small bathroom was buzzing and the dust on the walls fell down.

The earth-shaking "mine clearance" process lasted for nearly three minutes before gradually subsiding.

Feng Mu sat on the toilet. Even though he was strong-willed and had experienced all kinds of strange scenes, his old face couldn't help but turn red and feel hot at this moment.

I don’t mean anything else, it’s just that... the sound insulation effect of the old and dilapidated buildings in the old and dilapidated community is really touching.

Only after the last echo in his body faded away did Feng Mu let out a long breath of foul air with a complex smell and slowly stood up.

He pressed the flush button and watched the vortex sweep away the indescribable, dark filth.

I flushed several times in a row until the toilet stopped "burping" and the passage was smooth.

After doing all this, he walked to the shower head and turned on the switch.

The hot water sprayed down, washing over his body.

Not only did he need to take a shower, he also needed to disinfect himself.

He looked up at the foggy mirror. In the mirror, he looked like he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was covered with a thick layer of charred and sticky substance.

The color is as dark as thick ink that cannot be dissolved, or asphalt that has cooled and solidified. The original skin color is almost invisible. Only where the water flows will one or two lines of the original skin color be briefly revealed, but they will soon be covered by new black currents.

"This is clearly my third marrow cleansing, but I didn't expect there are still so many... such dirty things hidden in my body?"

Feng Mu couldn't help but curse under his breath, his tone filled with a hint of disbelief.

Feng Mu squeezed a large amount of shower gel and began to scrub his body vigorously.

The charred dirt felt extremely disgusting and sticky, clinging firmly to the skin. There was even a strange resistance when scrubbing it, as if trying to scrape off a layer of semi-solidified black mud mixed with glue and oil.

Moreover, the filth forced out of the body this time was fundamentally different from the previous two times. It was no longer lifeless waste, but instead... seemed to have some kind of creepy activity.

He could clearly feel that the filth squeezed out of his pores, in the brief moment when it left the surface of his skin and was washed away by the water, would actually wriggle and curl up violently like stimulated earthworms.

They seemed extremely reluctant to leave this "hotbed" where they had been staying for so long, and an instinctive "reluctance" was conveyed through the slight wriggling.

Occasionally, there would even be a particularly tenacious "earthworm" that would try to go against the current and drill back into the pores that he had just cleaned.

This scene made Feng Mu's scalp numb instantly, his stomach churned, and he felt so nauseous that he almost vomited on the spot.

"Damn!"

He couldn't help but curse and increased the intensity of scrubbing, as if he wanted to rub off every layer of skin.

"What the hell is inside me?! Are all the people in the lower city filled with this kind of weird stuff?"

Once this thought arose, it grew wildly in his mind like a weed:

"Is it true that the people of Lower City have accumulated this filth in their bodies simply because they eat cheap synthetic food and drink contaminated water?"

"Or... is there some other unknown reason behind this?"

The hot water washed over Feng Mu's body, and also washed over his thoughts:

"And the rulers of the Upper City, do they know what a mess the people of the Lower City have become?"

"No, they definitely knew, because they were the ones who did it. The question should be, do the rulers of the Upper City know that what they did would turn the people of the Lower City into living zombies?"

Feng Mu scrubbed faster and faster, and as the filth was expelled from his body, his mind seemed to become clearer than ever before, and his thoughts turned faster and faster:

"They didn't know the consequences before they did these things, and then caused this horrific mutation, but they didn't care and turned a blind eye."

"Then, in order to maintain their rule and exploitation, they used some means to continue deceiving the lower city."

"For example, if you kill the 'god' of the people in the lower city, everyone in the lower city will become blind."

"Or... Shangcheng knew all the consequences before doing these things!"

"From the very beginning, they wanted to turn the lower city into a huge... 'country of corpses'? They wanted to turn the people in the lower city into this kind of zombie state!"

"But why is this?"

Huge doubts filled Feng Mu's heart. Before the old doubts were solved, new doubts arose:

"Whether they're alive or dead, aren't they all subject to their rule and exploitation? Why bother?

"There must be some deeper reason behind this that I cannot understand..."

The warm water continued to flush, eventually carrying all the squirming, unwilling black filth into the sewer.

Feng Mu stood in the water curtain, his body gradually became clean, but his heart became darker because of his thoughts about the world.

It's not that his heart is dark, but that this world is too dark.

The more you know, the darker it becomes, and the less white you become.

If a new savior comes, he might make a grand ambition - to save the world or something like that.

But Feng Mu only became more certain of one selfish desire - if he wanted to live well in this world, he had to be darker than this world.

As his determination grew, his soul became purer and clearer, and the last trace of filth was finally expelled from his body and swept into the sewer along with the water flow.

A wonderful feeling instantly replaced all discomfort.

The pores all over his body began to gush out again, but this time, what gushed out was no longer filthy, but extremely clear and full of the fragrance of vitality...

His skin became as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby's, fragile but not weak. Instead, it had a warm and jade-like luster, giving people a feeling of extreme toughness.

Beneath the skin, the sound of blood flowing is deep and vast, like the Yangtze River surging in its wide riverbed, filled with endless life force.

An indescribable, unprecedented sense of ease, purity, and clarity filled every cell in his body.

It was as if the heavy yoke that had burdened me for eternity had been lifted off my shoulders;

It was as if I had escaped from the filthy mire that imprisoned my soul;

It was as if the dark coffin that buried the "god" was pried open!

[bite!]

Even the system pop-up prompt sounds seem to have become more lively and pleasant.

The prompt box that appeared at the same time became brighter and more colorful than before in Feng Mu's eyes.

It's like upgrading from a 10-yuan pair of headphones to a cinema-style speaker, or upgrading from a 2160p 50-inch TV to an 8k giant screen.

[You took the third Marrow Cleansing Pill, cleansing the remaining impurities from your body.]

[Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, the three elixirs are complete, and the cleansing effect is perfectly triggered!]

[You have completely eliminated all the accumulated corpse poison, nuclear pollution, distorted cells, and poison in your body!]

[Your body has completed the final reversal from death to life, shedding all dead air and filth, and regaining pure vitality.]

[The source of your life is complete, and your "God" is replenished and filled!]

[Congratulations, you are reborn into this world today...! ! !]

[…….]

For some reason, looking at the two words "birth", an indescribable feeling of emotion surged from his soul, and before he knew it, Feng Mu was in tears.

Before he could savor this feeling, he was completely overwhelmed by the even more miraculous changes that followed within his body...

(End of this chapter)